Player Who Returned Novels & Stories

And the voice that came out of his mouth wasn’t his anymore. “The king has returned.”

As for me, I returned to my work. The Romanos, Celeste, Luca, and every version of the past he tried to repair finally became what they should have been long ago. Behind me.

Rather he was picking more offences and in no time, he was up on his feet. "Get back at Aiden? Which Aiden? Don't tell me you still believe in the return of Aiden? It's been a long time since Aiden left this pack. I don't think he is coming back." "He is coming back!" Jamal retorted. "He will come back!"

Philip Trust added. “Been long overdue!” Benjamin said. “We really miss him in the big league,” another player said. A part of me was conflicted about how I felt regarding his return, especially because of the last conversation we had and what he thought of me, but on another hand, he wasn’t anything like Tiana Donalds and I wouldn’t be living in threat. I assured myself that there was nothing to be worried about. He would eventually get to see me for who I really was, and hopefully, his opinion of me would change.

She’d never seen him hesitate to address a large crowd, but the topic had to be one he didn’t really want to talk about at all. Aaron continued. “As most of you probably have heard by now, Dr. Elliott Sanderson, recently deceased, has actually returned to our team.” There were audible gasps and a bit of whispering as people’s suspicions were confirmed by their Leaders. “We do know for certain that it really is Elliott—not someone who looks like him, a clone, or a robot, as has previously been rumored—and while we are very excited to have him back, we know that his presence has raised a lot of questions for many of you.”

The media frenzy had eventually died down, Adams' replacement on the Board—a progressive-minded woman with extensive sports management experience—had integrated seamlessly, and Emma and Alek had found a comfortable balance between professional collaboration and personal privacy. Jack's return threatened that hard-won equilibrium. "Marketing wants to know if we're doing any acknowledgment," Peterson said, looking uncomfortable. "Video tribute or something for his years with the team." "Standard protocol for returning veteran players is a brief highlight reel during the first timeout," Alek replied evenly. "I see no reason to deviate." Emma nodded in agreement. "Let's treat this like any other

But wait, Elias like this is most likely to have regained his memory. "You've regained your memory, haven't you?" If it was at first Vera would feel guilty, but now that it's over, if anyone asks why, it's simply both at fault. Treat it as a tie and nothing goes. "In that case, will you stay by my side?" Elias wanted to know if Vera would come back to him if he knew that he had regained his memory, would give them another chance. "Our story is in the past." The two are no longer children, the feelings are no longer for each other, does it make sense to return, or just hurt each other.

"Do not ask for more than I can give." "I am your wife, David! In the eyes of the law and the public, I am Mrs. Miller!" "Only because I needed to save the company’s reputation back then, not because I wanted you," I snapped, glaring at her until she took a step back. "Never forget how you entered this house, Erica. You came through the door of betrayal."

I replied with furrowed face " I come here to return your things you left behind because you took off running"he said with grinned teeth looking at me . Looking down I see a purple gift bag next to him . He was really here to return my things to me even though I ran from him . I felt my heart beat a little bit fast at the thought. " I mean unless you don't want them .... " he said on a smug tone . I rolled my eyes at him

Alessandro said, sounding worried. “We are returning tomorrow, something came up,” I answered, taking another sip out of my drink. “Tell me what happened, you have barely filled me in about what you found out,” Alessandro demanded. “I can’t talk right now, Alessandro. We will talk about this when I return tomorrow,” I responded, ending the call. I then started to scroll through my contact and after seeing that I still had Beta Ethan’s number, I contemplated calling him. “I should,” I thought to myself.